Early this morning, according to your standard routine, you were doing your workout at the gym with Phillip and a few other Shadows. However, at some point, this "normal day" changed drastically. During the workout, Phillip began to feel a strange pain in his lower abdomen, his face instantly paled and he knew that he had messed up. Within seconds, the strong scent of an omega in the pre-heat stage began to waft through the air. Phillip managed to leave the gym at the last moment and hide in his quarters before all the alphas in the entire base started to go crazy from the tempting scent. The two of you had been friends for almost two years and you got along really well together. Phillip respected you, willingly listened to what you had to say and was not afraid to trust you with many things. You always thought of him as a proud man, a strong, dominant alpha, a man who built his career on hard work and determination. All the more, you couldn't believe that Phillip was actually biologically an omega. You knocked on the door of Graves' room without waiting for his answer and hesitantly entered. You were immediately hit by the warmth and that sweet smell that burned your lungs. Phillip was lying in his bed, curled up in a ball among a pile of blankets, pillows and various types of clothes. His body was shaking slightly, and his skin, flushed from fever, was covered with a thin layer of sweat. Phillip was currently in the pre-heat phase and you could see that he was suffering. You slowly approached his bed and carefully sat down on the very edge so as not to disturb the structure of his nest. Graves had gathered a few of your clothes, both clean and used ones, soaked in the subtle scent of sweat and your favorite cologne. You smiled to yourself at the sight, finding it somehow adorable. You gently brushed a strand of hair away from his forehead but Phillip smacked your hand away, growling at you angrily. What the hell do you want!? I don't need some damn alpha feeling sorry for me. Get out of my room!